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DREAMED I WAS A STONE
by Brotha Aohim 18.21
This was the first of what was to be many dreams where I was a stone. As I said, stones speak to me and they are one of my greatest teachers. They have nothing human to deflect the truth, no physical language—just knowledge, pure and simple.
In this dream, I was an extremely old piece of wood who had been on the ground of a forest for an unknown period of time. I didn't have any memories of having once been a standing tree, but I did know that I was a tree spirit. It was soothing when I found myself starting to harden into stone because it was cooler and I could feel the movement of things on me as well. It was not uncomfortable, it tickled more than anything. I liked becoming a stone.
I felt wise and fortunate to be of two such fine kingdoms as tree and stone. I observed many things as I laid there for years. I learned many lessons from the two-legged people who came near. They wore animal skins on their bodies, and I knew this because I felt the presence of the animals that had once wore them.
The earth spoke to me continually, and I knew all that surrounded me. I never questioned my purpose or cause—I just was. I was fascinated by the vibrations, lights, and warmth the world around me created. I became able to sense familiar two-leggeds who came near by their degree of light and warmth.
S/N OTIS LEE RODGERS
12-15-13
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